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The harshest question to be asked: “What is the glass?” “Is it half empty, or half full?” Either way, you’ve earned a label. But what if the glass was cracked? What would become of this simple fact? This basic test would need some tweeking because either way, the glass is...

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  • July 5, 2005

One day while daydreaming, I looked to the sky And a cloud of blood was soaring way up high. It was a dragon with evil in its eyes. Teeth and claws bared, fiery eye flared, It flew unmercilessly. Beside it was a cloud of mercury, An angel in all its...

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  • July 5, 2005

Life is easier to swallow When you hardly chew With your mind hollow Things easily pass through But before you change how you feel Ignorance ain’t bliss Everything seems unreal And you ask, “What life is this?” Life used to be quite sour And I would gag at the taste...

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  • July 5, 2005

A jury of my eyes The charge: Hypocrisy Finally I confront my lies The only verdict is guilty In my cell, I ponder Why commit the offense? Why did I wander? And use such a defense? I?ve sinned, I realized Then escaped into twisted belief I rationalized To find twisted...

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  • July 5, 2005

I know its not The End Only intermission So, why all this uncertainty Why this indecision? As the curtain closes I shed a single tear Why must it be now That I face my only fear The fear of the unknown Of what is yet to come With no foreshadowing...

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  • July 5, 2005

I learned how to lie and forgot how to love My one defense keeping you from above You took control so subtle, so smooth The damage you caused was so hard to soothe You hurt the ones that I cared about most How did I ever let you ever get...

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  • July 5, 2005

You ask why from your safe little hiding place You never thought that we would come face to face You never realized that I was a part of you Your darker half nestled down by the heart of you You ignore me, try to forget all that I’m about Yet...

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  • July 5, 2005

On a crumpled paper I write with grief-filled pen So many thoughts in my mind Where do I begin? I know for a fact That I face the world alone No one wholly understands I do this on my own The world is a splinter Driving itself deeper in How...

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  • July 5, 2005

This barbed-wire crown I wear Is to keep you from getting near It’s to protect my mind Protection from all mankind This invisible fence that you see Is to safeguard me And everything I hold dear From left to right ear In the library, I’m the closed book Pages torn...

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  • April 5, 2005